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Do you see? He stirs beneath his robe!

Alas! Your noisy words have roused him from his sleep.

No, I think he is asleep.

[170] Leave us, go away from the house! circle back again! cease this noise!

He is asleep.

You are right. O Lady Night, [175] giver of sleep to hard-working mortals, come from Erebus, come, wing your way to the palace of Agamemnon. [180] For with misery and woe we are lost, we are gone. There! that noise again! Be still, be still, and keep the sound of your voice [185] away from his couch; let him enjoy his sleep in peace, my dear!

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